TRILOGY PATIENCE, LEARNING, AND LIVING
By Bancu and JLNicky
Lesson 1 – Patience
or
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
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jlnickymaster:
“BanCu, BanCu, BanCu...why why why...you just left me with a damn cliff hanger…” <Sharpening my bowie knife on a hand stone>
“…this is not the way I like to spend my off time.”
<I slice lightly over the soft skin of my palm noting the sharpened edge, a thin line of blood wells up. I look up at you and lift my hand to lick the blood from my skin>
“Now BanCu...please finish the story...I’m asking nicely!”
-Nic
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BanCu:
<Stands in front of you, reaches down and takes your hand in mine, licks slowly along the salty bloodline, looks you straight in the eye>
“Patience...it'll be worth the wait...”
-BanCu...nice is overrated...
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jlnickymaster:
<Stepping closer to you I brush my pierced nipple rings against your body, shivering as we touch, I hiss>
<My dark eyes hooded I watch you>
<As I feel your hot tongue on my palm, the sting of pain making me twitch, I release a low growl>
<My fingers curl around the Bowie, tightening>
“Don't take to long, dearest.”
<My husky whisper is for your ears only as I breathe against your skin>
-Nic
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BanCu:
<Sliding my hand under the back of your neck I gently stroke the soft hair at your nape>
"Too long?" I whisper, our lips nearly touching.
<With a sudden growl, I tightly grasp your hair and pull your head back exposing the side of your throat as I bare my teeth>
"I ALWAYS take my time..."
<As I move along your neck I slowly exhale, watching the goose bumps rise. I can sense your pulse as my lips hover just above the warm skin. Would you move if I take control of those tempting rings, I wonder? Or if I...bite?>
"...with the good stuff."
-BanCu
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jlnickymaster:
<The strength of your attack and the heat of your breath excites me. I struggle to show my defiance, my denial, and my own strength. Your hand tightens in my hair. Did I moan? My heart is pounding as I unconsciously arch my neck in further supplication, my jugular exposed for the taking>
<Swallowing, I lean into your arms and secretly slide the Bowie back into its case beneath my leathers>
<Your instant smirk shows you felt my subterfuge>
<My breasts heave as your hand slides up my exposed abdomen, your touch slow, steady, and direct. I can’t help but lick my suddenly dry lips>
"How long will it take?" I pant out feeling your fingers slip under the edge of my upper vestment, the leather no barrier for your target.
-Nic
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BanCu:
<Your brief struggle excites the Alpha Wolf in me. I do not enjoy passive prey. Curling the fingers of my right hand I lazily run my nails up under your leathers, feeling your belly quiver as I get closer to that which you desire me to touch. I lick your jugular very slowly, feeling the need to mark you as is my right>
"Beauty takes...patience..." I whisper into your ear.
<Knowing what you desire I purposefully deny you the moment. With a final drag of my nails, I remove my hand and slowly push you down to your knees by your hair, tilting your head to rest your cheek on my thigh. Reaching down I tug on your leathers knowing of the delicious pull it has on your rings>
"Off."
<I release my grip on your hair but do not move my stance. You're breathing harder now and your eyes flash darkly. I wait patiently – I know you'll succumb. Slowly, you pull your leather vestment off over your head and toss it to the side, then look up at me defiantly. I reach down and softly stroke the side of your face, running my thumb over the delicate curve of your lips>
"Hands behind you."
<Again I must wait as you fight against yourself. Muscles flexing you comply with a growl. With the toe of my leather boot I push your knees wider apart. I grasp your hair again as you struggle briefly -submission is not familiar to you. I place a finger against your lips and lean down>
"In this world there are many definitions of beauty..."I whisper huskily.
<Reaching, I lightly brush the palm of my hand against your right ring, smiling as you arch back, trying, despite yourself to increase the contact. I lick a fingertip and make soft feathery little circles on your already hard left nipple. Is that a moan I hear? Your body tells me you want much more, nipples hard, breasts arching upward, your face buried in my thigh. I hook my thumb in the right ring, reaching across with long fingers, pulling, and hook the tip of my middle finger in the other ring. I straighten up, your breasts heaving as I pull painfully on your control. Ahhh, but you breath through it, taking it in, I can smell your desire now, my fierce little cub>
"This..."
<I look down at you, stroking your hair, your eyes hooded, your face showing pure need, your back arched, your knees spread, your rings at my control>
"...is one of mine."
<I lean far down and lay a rough kiss on each nipple, sucking hard on the rings. I feel your breath in my hair, are you trying to say something? More, perhaps? Harder?>
<Releasing you, I walk away. I've marked you, you just haven't figured out where yet>
<I pause, and give you one last look>
"Tomorrow."
-BanCu...beauty is in the eye of the beholder...
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jlnickymaster:
<As you let me go I collapse backward onto the floor. My feet underneath me, my legs spread open, my nipples hard and aching, I give a slight sob of frustration and anger. The control you wove over my senses left me weak and yearning and hungry. My body pulsates with need. I watch you walk away, your stride totally confident. I growl with envy and promise, even as I find my fingers reaching down to push beneath my skirted leathers>
<I feel my wetness, shuddering as I touch myself. My eyes, dilated with your spell, contract at the instant surge of pleasure that shoots through me. My fingers glide across the hardened clit, I spread my juices over and around. My knees still spread wide I arch my hips to increase the pressure. My left nipple ring is caught by my free hand as I tug increasing the rising sensation of release. I feel your touch, I breathe your scent, I feed your hunger>
<My body fills with pleasure and I peak, stiffening in my passive position, exploding within the fierce craving you have created inside. I bite my lip to hold in the scream. I taste blood. Oh to feel your lips on mine, giving you my essence. I struggle to regain my breath fully reclining on the floor to turn onto my side and curl up>
"Tomorrow seems so very far away!"
-Nic
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